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Chapter 7
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2024-01-09 01:03:19Ever since my brother left my penthouse, I’ve had an uneasy feeling inside me.
It’s as if I’m being followed.
For instance, when I was on the red carpet with Marcus at the launch of our new lingerie designs, one of the photographers looked oddly familiar.
I could have sworn I’d met him somewhere before....but maybe it was just paranoia.
There’s also always someone....an unknown figure....lurking on our security cameras.
Marcus says I’m overthinking things, but I’m just being careful.
My life is finally starting to take shape, to have real meaning, and I won’t let anything.....or anyone....take that away from me.
I can’t afford to lose myself again.
Today is one of the days I take a walk around the block.
It also marks the 10th anniversary of losing my baby boy.
People might call me awful or a bad mother, but a part of me is glad he left this world.
I wouldn’t have hated him....I would have loved him so much. Even though he wasn’t conceived the right way, he was still my son, a part of me. I would have cherished him.
He died in my arms at the hospital the moment he was born.
He was premature, with many complications...weak lungs, jaundice, an acute respiratory disorder.
He wasn’t meant to be.
I buried him by a calm riverside.
Marcus knows about this, and during this time every year, he gives me space.
Today, he’s attending all our meetings and will be home by 3 p.m. I plan to do some grocery shopping and then head back.
You’ll always be in my heart, Frosty.
He had tiny white strands of hair on his body when he was born, which is why I gave him that name.
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"Marcus, I’m home!" I sing as I open the door to our penthouse.
Silence.
I close the door gently behind me. He should be here by now.
I remove my coat and hang it on the rack.
His coat is here. So are his shoes. He must be asleep.
"Marcus?" I call again, making my way to the living room.
The moment I step in, I scream.
Marcus is lying on the floor, his throat slit, blood pooling around him.
"Oh my God!" I rush to his side, pressing my hands against his wound.
I rip off my scarf and tie it around his neck to slow the bleeding, but it soaks through instantly.
I check his pulse.....it’s there, but faint.
"Oh God, who did this to you?" I cry.
I call an ambulance. They arrive within minutes and rush him to the hospital.
He’s taken straight into surgery.
Nine hours pass before I get any news.
The headlines are already all over us. I have to get extra security.
Now, I’m sitting by Marcus’s bedside, watching his face.
His girlfriend will be here any minute, and then I can go home and change.
The police are investigating, but deep down, I already know who did this.
My phone pings, startling me.
It’s a message from an unknown number.
End it, or else he won’t be lucky next time.
Only one person would threaten Marcus’s life.
Zander.
My brother must given him feedback on what he saw. That bastard!
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Two days later, Marcus is finally awake—and already threatening to kill Zander.
"Don’t worry, Marc. I’m just glad you’re okay," I tell him, brushing his hair lightly.
"I’m worried. What if they come after you next? We need to do something," he insists.
"I already have. We’ll be moving to Paris as soon as you’re well enough to travel. I’ve prepared everything," I assure him.
"Okay. That will do for now," he says, nodding.
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I leave Marcus’s room to grab lunch, then return immediately.
The moment I open the door, I stop in my tracks.
Three men surround his bed.
Two are familiar. The third is a stranger.
"Who are you?" I demanded, my eyes glow yellow in warning.
"My name is Beta Zack. This is Warrior Fred and Anil from the White Moon Pack," the tallest one says.
"What do you want from me? I’m no longer part of that pack," I say, frustration seeping into my voice.
"The Alpha wants you back. Immediately," Zack states coldly. "Or he dies."
He presses a knife against Marcus’s stitched throat.
"Please, let him go," I plead.
"No can do. Either you leave with us, or we kill him and drag you back. Your choice."
I glare at him, my hands curling into fists.
"Fine. If I go with you, will you let him go?" I ask.
Zack nods.
"Fine. I’ll go with you."
They release Marcus.
And the moment they let their guard down....
I snap Anil’s neck, killing him instantly.
"This is a message for your Alpha," I snarl at Zack. "Tell him never to touch anyone I love again."
"Now leave. Take the body with you. We’re leaving tomorrow morning."
Zack glares at me but doesn’t argue. He takes Anil’s body and walks away.
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"Are you sure about this?" I ask Marcus for the eleventh time since we boarded the plane.
"Yes. I’m not letting you face that narcissistic Alpha alone," he says firmly.
A low growl comes from the back of the plane, followed by sneers.
I roll my eyes and lean back in my seat.
No one disrespects the alpha in front of the pack members.
After hours of flying,and Marcus making sure to annoy Zack and Fred every chance he gets—we finally arrive in the U.S.
Our pack is in Connecticut, hidden deep within the forests.
Two cars are waiting for us.
The drive takes us through the city, then onto a forest path.
And the moment we cross into pack territory,
I feel it.
The connection.
I’m home.
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Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 63
Winter’s POVThe first rays of dawn crept through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the room. Tyron’s arm was draped heavily across my waist, pinning me like an anchor. His breathing was deep, steady—thank the goddess. For once, no jolts awake, no cursing at shadows, no sharp demand for space. He had let me stay when the nightmare had shaken him in the night. He hadn’t shoved me out. He hadn’t hardened himself back into that wall of stone he liked to hide behind.A small, unexplainable warmth lingered in my chest because of that. But the morning ahead demanded strategy, not softness.Slowly, carefully, I slid out from under his arm, his warmth trailing behind me as I pulled away. He didn’t stir, not even when the bed dipped with my weight lifting off it. Weeks ago, he would’ve caught me the second I moved, eyes blazing, jaw clenched, telling me to get out. Now… now he stayed asleep, letting me slip back into my own space.By the time I reached my room and changed into jeans an
Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 62
TyronNights had stopped being silent.When the nightmares ripped through me now, I didn’t wake up alone, shaking in the dark with my chest tight and my wolf clawing at me. Winter slipped in quietly at first, like she thought I might throw her out again. I used to. I used to snarl, to tell her to leave, to pretend that her presence only made the burn of the mate bond worse. But lately, I let her stay.She’d sit on the edge of the bed, whispering low until my breathing steadied, her fingers brushing through my hair like she was coaxing me back from the fire. Sometimes, I’d wake to her curled against me, her hand over my chest as if she could keep the nightmares from clawing their way out.It should’ve made me furious. Weak. Dependent. But instead, I found myself waiting for the sound of her steps on the stairs at night.And every time she came, I kissed her. Sometimes clumsy, sometimes desperate, sometimes slow and drawn out but always. I wanted her to link my recovery to her touch,
Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 61
TyronLater in the afternoon, I heard the front door of the main house open. Usually, it was followed by Aria’s giggles, or the hushed, lovey-dovey laughter that always gave away Casey and Louis.But today, there was none of that—only the sound of light, careful footsteps.I glanced at the clock on the wall. Three p.m. Exactly the time Casey returned home, always with either Aria or Louis at her side.From what I’ve gathered in the few weeks I’ve been living in this household, Casey is never allowed to be alone. Because of her past, her trauma. She suffers from mild PTSD, and sometimes selective mutism—barely speaking when there’s a crowd.Too weak to be Luna, if you ask me. If I were Louis, I’d have rejected her and chosen another she-wolf. Someone stronger. Someone fit to lead beside him. But I’m not Louis. Maybe she’s feistier than she lets on, hiding it beneath all that quiet.Either way, this is where my plan falls neatly into place.Casey has sympathy. She has empathy. She knows
Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 60
TyronI woke to the sound of my own ragged breathing.The room was too quiet, too still. The kind of quiet that gnawed on your nerves rather than soothed them. My pulse was still racing from what I’d seen, my chest heaving like I’d been ripped through fire and dropped back into this cage of a room.For a second I didn’t know where I was. The ceiling above me blurred, the faint light spilling in through the barred window cutting sharp lines across the floor. The Crescent Moon Pack’s generosity, they’d call it. To me, it was just another leash.But none of that compared to the chaos burning in my head.I’d seen my family. My father’s sneer, the sharp bark of his voice. My mother’s eyes, soft and wet with worry, the way she looked at me like she still believed I was the boy she used to hold. My little sister’s excitement, her arms reaching like she could somehow crawl through that magic and land in my lap.And then Isis.Her words hit me like a blade, deep and merciless.Carrying my chi
Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 59
Casey's POVThe fabric shimmered under Serene's touch as she adjusted it on the mannequin, while Winter leaned closer with her pen, scribbling ideas into the sketchbook balanced on her lap. I stood a little to the side, turning a pendant of soft silver in my hands, my mind sketching invisible lines and stones that would match the dress Serene was building.It still amazed me. This-being here, in the middle of Serene's fashion house, treated as if I belonged. My designs no longer scraps on paper shoved under a mattress. No longer a silly dream whispered into the silence of an omega's quarters. No. Here, Winter leaned toward me, asking how a sapphire chain would fall against the neckline. Serene nodded at my suggestions as if they were worth something. I was no longer filth. I was Casey. A designer. A mate.And yet, even as I smiled at Winter, a part of me was tugged backward. To Louis. Always to him. To the night everything changed.FlashbackThe storm had raged outside the windows, ra
Rejected Me Once, Never Fool Me Twice Chapter 58
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